A/N: Yes, I know, I know you're all very angry at me for taking so long, I'm very sorry but year 11 should come with some sort of warning about needing to lose all other forms of life outside of school to pass. On another note I have fixed up some errors in earlier chapters (thanks to angelbabe17mm for the heads up), and have sent PMs out to everyone who reviewed the last chapter (all 35 of you, very impressive) I am really nervous about how you guys will like this (it's my first lemon).

"Why love if losing hurts so much?

I have no answers anymore; only the life I have lived.

The pain now is part of the happiness then."

- Anthony Hopkins

(APOV)

He pushed me up against the wall of his room, his hands on either side of my head, his eyes smoldering down at me with such intensity, I almost lost it, almost. I wriggled out of his grip and walked across the room to casually pick up a book, Jasper gaped at me. I looked up from my book, I could feel an impish grin crawling up my face.

"I'm sorry Jaazzy was there something you wanted?"

He glared at me, and suddenly I was in his arms again, the book casually tossed aside and my entire body pressed up against him, he bet down, his teeth grazing my ear as he whispered harshly.

"You know exactly what I want, you evil little pixie."

I shuddered in delight as he gently bit my ear, sucking, one of his hands traveled under my ass, pressing me into his hardness, the other began to deftly work at the laces of my corset. In minutes he had it off and he backed up, his eyes traveling up my body, clothed only in a thin chemise, his hands drifted to my shoulders gently traveling down my arms and taking the chemise with them, he did it achingly slow, sending shots of pure fire through my veins. When his fingertips reached the outsides of my breasts, caressing them ever so slightly, I whimpered, shaking with need, I attacked him. He met my lips with mirrored desperation, a fire that only seemed to fuel mine, my fingers reached up running threw his long golden hair, his lips slipped from mine to traverse the expanse of my neck, he bit down, making me gasp and then sucked, heat coursed through me making it's way straight to my core, I moaned. Jasper picked me up, leaving the chemise on the floor and easily tossed me on his bed, he stood over me, his eyes making there way up my flesh. Almost growling in frustration, I reached up tugging at the bottom of his shirt, but he snared my wrists in one of his hands, chuckling darkly as he leaned over, he raised my hands above my head.

"Jasper!" I had meant to make my voice hard and demanding but it came out as a breathy moan, he looked up at me from under his thick golden eyelashes, where he had been sucking on one of my hardened nipples, his huge hand was expertly massaging the other.

"I'm sorry Aallyy was there something you wanted?" He threw my taunting words back at me, but I had no desire left to fight him, it was all aching and throbbing at my core, I reached up again, this time he gave no resistance allowing me to strip off his shirt and throw it to the floor, I allowed my fingers to trace the hard contours of his chest and stomach as they wandered down to the top of his pants, it took us moments to strip him bare, my fingers automatically flickered to his huge and hard cock, but his hand entrapped my wrists again before they reached their destination and returned them to above my head.

"Do I have to tie you up to get you to behave?" He growled roughly in my ear.

"Well that's one idea." I murmured softly, images playing through my head, he shushed me as he tore a strip of fabric from my bed sheet.

"What are y-" He interrupted me by pressing a finger against my lips, in one lightening movement he had the strip of fabric around my head and was tying it at the back, I made a sound of protest that was muffled by the fabric, he leaned back chuckling at the indignant expression that I knew must be plastered over my face, He pressed a kiss against the fabric before leaning in to whisper, "you talk entirely too much", in my ear. His hands had begun their exploration again, one hand sliding torturously slowly up my thigh making me quiver in anticipation, his fingers reached my hot centre, one finger deftly sliding along my hot bundle of nerves, making me cry out and arch with need, he slipped another finger inside of me and followed it with a second.

I groaned his name through the gag, desperately trying to relieve the intense pressure by pushing myself closer to him, he finally removed his fingers just in time to pummel into me. The pain and pleasure hit me like nothing else, I cried out my nails clawing deep furrows into his skin, he stayed there inside my for a few moments, letting me adjust but he was shaking with need, once the pain had subsided I wriggled m hips, trying to let him know I was fine. Something seemed to snap in Jasper and then was plunging into me again and again, hammering so hard the bed thumped again and again against the wall, until I was pushed over the edge, I felt myself contract around him as my mind seemed to explode with pleasure, almost simultaneously I felt his hot seed spill in me and his teeth dig deep into the tender flesh at my neck.

Jasper collapsed next to me his breathing almost as harsh as mine was, there was an odd splintering sound followed by a resounding crash and I was suddenly rolled onto Jasper as the upper right hand corner of the bed collapsed.

"Oops," I murmured cheekily having edged my gag down enough, "how are we going to explain this to Esme?"

Jasper didn't answer me, it took me a moment to realise why his eyes were so dark and when I did I grinned, taking advantage of the compromising position we were in by grinding against him.

(BPOV)

I was examining the bookshelf in my room when I felt something hard press up against me, I whirled around and came face to face with a god, Edward's emerald eyes froze me, he pressed himself even closer, his eyes on my mouth.

"Edward what are you-"

His lips silenced me as he pressed me against the bookshelf, his large hand dragged my dress up as he grabbed my knee, his fingers quickly working their way up my thigh, all reason and sensibility was suddenly thrown out the window, I moaned into his mouth as my own hands ripped off his shirt and traveled down the delicious contours I had so longed to touch. I fumbled with his belt and at last succeeded in ridding him of it, he grabbed my face and forced me to look at him.

"Bella," his voice was rough, but still as enticingly velvety as melted chocolate, "I love you," he whispered as he plunged into me.

I sat up gasping in bed and with the strangest feeling of disappointment. I tried to ferret out the origins of the feeling but my dream alluded me, I was interrupted by Emmett, who was leaning against the door frame with a odd expression on his face, as if he was trying not to breathe…or laugh.

"Sooo, Bella…I see my wishing you sweet dreams was quite pointless."

I couldn't understand what he was getting at but I glowered at him anyway, that expression never boded well. "What are you on about?"

Emmett shook his head, his lips still pursed and his face turning plum-coloured, I waited, it didn't last long, two seconds later Emmett was howling with laughter, he seemed to be trying to say something but all I caught was 'poor Edward', and 'must be gay'. He was interrupted by Alice rushing into the room, it took me a moment to take in Alice's appearance. I was shocked, Alice was always perfectly groomed and gorgeous, today her hair stuck up messily in every direction, she was still wearing the same clothes she had been in yesterday, although they looked rumpled and creased, and her face was an odd mix of sleepiness and feverish excitement, even with my innocents it was hard not to figure this one out.

"So, how's Jasper, Alice?" I asked as casually as I could, Alice blushed and looked away, a grin creeping up her face, Emmett was shaking his head in mock disapproval.

"Am I the only one who's not getting some?"

"Hey it's not my fault you don't have the guts to talk to Rosalie." Alice snapped in reply, but the grin still hadn't faded from her face.

"Oh Bella, it was so perfect!" She suddenly launched herself into my bed, I laughed, my strange disappointment a thing of the past, Alice was infectious. "Jasper was…" She trailed off dreamily, "and his hands were- "

"Ok I'm going, there are some things I'm really not ready to hear." Emmett muttered, edging out of the room.

(EPOV)

I launched a punch at Emmett but he ducked just in time, we had both been guarding Bella when she had been asked to attend Laurent and Carlisle's reunion tea, as it was a small family event, all the guards had been asked to leave, I had vehemently protested but Carlisle had given a direct order, there was nothing I could do, needless to say, I was a little frustrated, hence the hand-on-hand combat match I'd suggested to Emmett.

"Are you gay?" The question caught me off guard, Emmett took advantage of my surprise by punching me in the stomach, I grabbed Emmett's fist and simultaneously slammed my heel into Emmett's shin, Emmett stumbled and I used his lack of balance to throw Emmett over my shoulder, Emmett's own weight carried him further, slamming him into the ground.

"I win and what are you on about?"

"You cheat," Emmett grumbled, hefting himself up onto his elbow "it was quite a simple question, do you like other men?"

"Uhh, I don't know how to say this Emmett, but I'm completely straight and you're more like a brother to me."

"Oh what! No! So wrong Eddie!"

"Don't call me Eddie! I'm a Lieutenant for Christ's sake!"

"Alright, alright, no I mean why aren't you and Bella…, I mean Bella's like a sister and I'd prefer not to think about you and her-"

"Then don't, there's nothing going on between Be-, her highness and I, she's engaged to the crown prince, we shouldn't even be talking about this, it's treason! I mean even if things weren't as they are, Bella doesn't feel that way about me, I'm more like a brother to her."

"But she's not like a sister to you right?" He waved away my denials, "look, I'M like a brother to Bella, and I'm telling you, if she looked at me the way she does at you then I'd be slightly worried, think about it."

He walked away before I could think of a reply.

'And she's not engaged yet!" He yelled back over his shoulder.

(EmPOV)

After being told the tea was not over and being refused entrance again I wandered into the palace gardens, thinking about Bella and Edward's predicament and chuckling.

"Hello Emmett, what's so amusing?" The beautiful, melodic voice stopped me in my tracks, Rosalie was sitting on a bench, combing her long, golden, silky strands with a pearl-inlaid comb, she wore a tight and revealing summer dress and had one leg up on the bench in front of her so the dress rode up, revealing a tantalising glimpse of her smooth and creamy legs. I tried to remember what she had asked, but my mind seemed more interested in imagining pushing that dress up further…

"Ah what..? Um, you are…?"

"I'm amusing." Her voice turned flat and icy, she suddenly leapt up from the bench with a small scream, her eyes flashed daggers at me.

"No I meant your um, that is-"

"This is so impossible!! I dress up, I try to talk to you, I practically THROW myself at you and you think I'm amusing?!"

'What? NO!-" I tried to protest but she was too far into her rant.

"Every other man in the palace would die to have me, but the one I want doesn't even know I EXIST!!"

Steely determination suddenly ran through my veins and I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her against me, my lips crashing into hers as my tongue demanded entrance, she gave in willingly, melting in my arms. Someone cleared their throat.

'Uh, excuse me? Mr. Cullen?"

The manservant jumped in fright when I finally dragged myself from Rosalie, I pulled myself up to my full height and glowered down at him.

"Yes?" I put as much threat as I could into the one word, the manservant gave a squeak of fright.

"Th-th-th-the t-t-t-tea s-sir, th-th-their f-finished." He managed to gasp out before launching himself out of the garden.

(EPOV)

I returned to my room, I cleaned and re-arranged the sparse furniture seven times, I sharpened and polished my sword, I cleaned and polished my armor, I did everything I could not to think about Bella, I was on sixty-third push up when Emmett came in. He stood awkwardly in the doorway with a nervous and uncomfortable look on his face, it wasn't like Emmett at all.

"What's up Emmett? Do you want me to take over watching Bella?" I glanced outside, the sun was low in the sky, the tea must have ended hours ago.

"No, it's not that, there's uh, something I need to tell you."

I waited, he had my attention now, I'd never seen Emmett so uncomfortable.

"Bella and Laurent are announcing their engagement."

I struggled to control the searing wave of pain and jealousy that boiled my blood and wrapped tenacious fingers around my throat, this shouldn't be so hard, I had thought this was what he needed to tell me.

"When?" I managed to choke out.

"Ah, I think they're announcing it at dinner tonight, so like, a couple of hours?"

"Not the announcement, the wedding!" I cried in frustration.

"Oh, um, yeah," he had that nervous look on his face again.

"When?" I demanded again.

"Saturday," he mumbled just load enough for me to hear, the boiling jealousy froze into solid ice in my veins, everything was still, everything was numb, my brain tried to push against it, desperately trying to pull together logical thoughts, Saturday, Saturday, but today was, it took me a moment to work it out, today was Thursday, I swallowed trying to wet my throat enough for speech.

"The day after tomorrow?" Emmett nodded, mumbling something that sounded like sorry, he made his escape.

Some time later I found I had wondered into the entertainment hall, it was empty a wide expanse of marble lit up by the dying sun, the only furniture in the room was the huge grand piano forte in the middle of the room. My hands moved over it of their own accord, the music flowing from my mind into my fingers with no hesitation, the music helped to clear my mind, to free the pain and allow me to review my options.

I was so absorbed in my own thoughts I jumped when light fingers gently danced across my shoulder, sending light shocks through it. I jumped up just as Bella jumped away.

"Oh Edward, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-, I mean I just heard the music and it was so sad and beautiful-"

"It's fine," I cut her off before she could get any further, could drown me any deeper in her naïve beauty and thoughtless kindness, I straightened my back folding my arms behind it.

"Edward, do you th-"

"Your highness, I-" We both began at the same time and then stopped.

"What is it, your highness?"

She shook her head, "no I was just going to ask, if you could play something, for me? I am almost your princess after all."

The reminder sent a knife of pain into me, almost deep enough for me to not notice how nervous her laughter was, but I always noticed everything about Bella.

"Everything I play is for you," my guilty confession was barely more then a whisper but I was sure she heard it anyway, I kept my eyes on the ground and changed the subject, it was time to wrap my heart in poison ivy and send it to be burnt at the stake for it's unholy crime.

"Your highness I would like permission to leave your service."

I waited, there was silence, I risked a glance up, she was staring at me with shock and hurt, as if it was her that was dieing inside.

"Why? I don't understand, is it something I did?" Her tiny, fragile and wounded voice almost had me on my knees, almost had me begging for forgiveness and permission to stay by her side forever, almost. Instead I clenched my arms tighter behind my back so I wouldn't reach out, wouldn't brush my fingers over that beautiful, endless snowy white skin and returned my eyes to the ground.

"No ofcourse not, everything you do is right," again with the unwilling confessions, I had to finish this before anything else slipped out. "I have been in the army my entire life, I've never had a chance to see the world, now that you're marrying Laurent," the words were acid in my mouth, "there will be much less danger and I'm sure you can find a more then adequate replacement anyway."

"If that's what you want."

I gave a curt nod, trying not to let her quiet voice pierce me, and reached for her hand meaning to lay a kiss on the back but she slipped her fingers from mine and slid them across the side of my face, bringing my heart to a shuddering halt, then she leaned forward and up and pressed a feather-light kiss to my lips. Molten fire shot through my veins, seeming to set everything in the room alight, my fingers unlocked of their own accord ready to pull her against me and run through my hair while I kissed, to feel her soft lips against me again, my arms unfolded.

"Goodbye Edward." The whispered words stopped me in my tracks, my heart clenched into a tight fist in a useless attempt to avoid the renewed pain.

"Goodbye Bella." The rough whisper was my last words to her as I stalked out of the room.

A/N: I hope you guys liked it! Sadly I can not promise a quick update due to my upcoming exams, I will try though and there should be about 2-3 more chapters for this story. Please, please, please read and review.